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raisins

This is the first year I’ve been blogging, and I have a zillion Christmas ideas floating around, mostly written on Post-its everywhere. There’s no time to get them done, much less blogged about. Next year my friends, next year. I’m going to start over the summer. 🙂 Seriously, it may take that long to get everything ready for 2015! Experienced bloggers who have their shit together, I bow to you.

Let me focus now! Damn that Rudolph is so distracting. She thinks I’m cuuuuutttteee! It’s not like I don’t watch it 20 times during the season. Or haven’t watched it every year for 38 years. And every year, I want to punch the mean reindeer in the face. Jerks. Speaking of dead reindeer, the ol’ man had a dead deer head on my stove on my last trip upstairs. Not even kidding. It was wrapped in plastic. So gross. Who the eff cuts off the deer head and just carries it around? UGH. Disgusting. Apparently, he’s trying to figure out if it’s a record deer. The measuring tape is out and whatever. I don’t get it, I just want the effing thing out of my house. I DON’T CARE IF IT’S WRAPPED IN PLASTIC AND I CAN’T SEE IT. IT’S GROSS.

Back To Christmas. Ms. Autumn would do anything for a Sleep Number Bed. She almost earned it last week. Do you have those moments in the car when you think the kids are sleeping, have their earbuds in or just in general are not paying attention to you? We had that moment last week. I personally thought Autumn was sleeping. The ol’ man and I were having a discussion about Adam Levine. He was saying that I could never have Adam Levine because I wasn’t a Victoria Secret model. (You see the quality of our conversations) Well, of course I shot back with he could never have a Victoria Secret model because he wasn’t Adam Levine. Ms. Autumn pipes up from the back with “Mom shops at Victoria’s Secret so she has a better chance with Adam”. I. Love. Her. But she’s still not getting the bed.

Let’s talk a sweet treat perfect for neighbors, or the teacher or that awesome coworker that gave you the recipe in the first place. Jane gave me this recipe years ago. It comes from her neighbor! Mrs. Gentile and Jane used to swap the nut mix for white trash. This recipe is simple, but so good! Legit, you should make two batches. One to eat, the other to give away.